Poem -
no cheese
we shared pickles from a glass
jar
under moonlight but no cheese
the kitchen being too far
from the stars we couldn't leave
we crunched noisy to the music
from your iPhone on the grass
I wish I could return there
just to make those moments last
forever.
M ~
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its them moments that don't necessarily matter the most .. but boy, do they matter and mean so effin much .. fine recollections such as these should be framed, pickled or freezed .. neva mind the effin cheese xxx
Special moments are never lost. Nice work.
It's a precious moment in memory, felt.
Best wishes to you, Marion.